Goodbyes

They say that kids are adaptable. I’m beginning to think that maybe the entire human race is too. It’s a bazaar thing when you’re living in transition. We’ve been staying at our vacant house in Baltimore now for 5 nights and it feels like home already even without the furniture or stocked pantry. It’s as if we never really left. Yeah we have kids now and we didn’t then and only two people we used to know still live on the street, but if we blinked it would be as if our life in Norfolk was just a dream and this was reality. I suppose it is reality for now, but what about tomorrow when we leave. Will it seem like tonight never happened?
How do you say goodbye to something you’ll probably never see again. I’ve asked myself is it the house that makes it difficult to leave? I think deep down it’s the community. We’ve only been here 5 days and already we’ve made friends with people we’d love to spend a lifetime getting to know and yet we miss the community we have in Norfolk. Bittersweet emotions that linger as the rain is falling outside. I am sad, I need comfort.